Afraid of the dark
The forest was old - that much was certain. Ancient trees hung with moss, roots all tangled together. It was also dark; and the air was dank. The forest filled…
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5 stories written on Ficly, 2009, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
The forest
There was something in the forest, they said. Something valuable. Many had set off to find it, they said. But none had ever returned. Then how do they know…
Rolling
Jack didn’t remember how it began. But he remembered how it ended all too well. A grass stain from his forehead to his chin. A green line dividing his face in…
Freakish Observer
Suddenly I am aware. Memories of a life, of sunshine, of hills, and meadows Of waves crashing up a beach Of a great city, and people! Of friends! But none of…
Higher
On and on we walk in file through the bitter cold of the night. Desperately trying to force some of the thin air into our lungs as the loose scree slips under…